The people who poured in from the deep house dispersed quickly, and after the chaos, they were calm again.

But no one can be at peace.

The rich man, who was standing indoors, exhaled heavily and sat down.

"You say, 'Is my son well-raised?' Or is it bad? He asked.

Zhike sighed: "The two little guys said that when they learned that Miss Qixing was assassinated outside the capital, Gongzi became suspicious and picked a few of them to keep an eye on the movements in the hall. ”

The rich man touched his chin: "You say, what's there to be suspicious about?" In order to hide his identity all these years, our Jingcheng Tangkou has been cut off from the outside world, and he has ignored it, why is he suspicious of this one thing? ”

Although it was inappropriate to say this at this time, Zhike couldn't help but say: "Maybe Childe cares too much about that young lady." He also persuaded softly, "Young Mu Ai is also human nature." ”

The rich man's face was complicated: "It's still too strict to lock him up, and I haven't seen a woman." ”

Zhike no longer mentions women's affairs, or solve the immediate troubles first.

"Liu Yan's identity is special, and he was attacked in broad daylight, if this matter is not solved properly, we will not be able to hide the identity of Xianlou." Zhike whispered.

If it was known at this time that Liu Yan was going to arrest the head of Momen, then Gao Xiaoliu's motive for attacking Liu Yan would be suspicious.

The main thing is to arouse His Majesty's suspicions, and then it will be bad.

The rich man naturally knew it, and reached out and rubbed his face a few times.

"This is an unfilial son." He said, with a long sigh, "You go in person, tell Liu Yan that he won't go in person this time, and I will give him an explanation." ”

Speaking of this, the voice was cold.

"Eliminate harm for the people, what is harm, is harm in her eyes harm? Is she Tianzhi? Acting on behalf of heaven and not measuring oneself will come at a price. ”

Zhike understood and said: "Since the officers and soldiers can't be used, then I will arrange manpower and pretend to be a killer alliance." Speaking of this, he looked hateful, "Childe hurt her hand, she always has to hurt her arm to be worthy of Childe." ”

In addition to the son's hand, the Killer League was exterminated, and the master was bound to take out some more benefits in order to appease Liu Yan.

It's only been a long time, because this woman, the family business that she has worked hard for all these years is going to be ruined.

Zhike turned around to leave, stopped again, and asked, "...... that son?"

The rich man said coldly, "Let him get his wish and stay in the cell." ”

Zhike responded by turning outward, but this time he was stopped by the rich man.

In the dimly lit room, the rich man sighed lightly and asked, "Is the injury serious?" ”

Zhike also sighed, raised his palm and turned around: "Can it be heavy, to penetrate the two palms, it took a lot of force, if our doctor goes a little later, this hand will be useless." ”

The rich man was silent.

"Master, don't worry, Doctor Lin has been arranged to take care of the son."

The rich man waved his hand, and the guest retreated.

……

……

Gray-white sword light kept shuttling through the crowd.

She had a weapon, but it didn't seem to be any different from that rainy night, and she couldn't see her sword clearly.

A sword light struck, and the breath around them trembled, Zhu Lao Er and Zhu Lao San merged into one, and the sword in his hand was three down, three, three, left and right, three or four, dozens of moves in an instant, tearing apart the imprisoned sword qi.

The figures of the two sides collided, accompanied by a crisp sound, and the screams of Zhu Lao Er followed.

"My sword—"

The sword he swung was cut off by the sword in Seven Stars' hand.

The two Zhu Lao Er and Zhu Lao San were also cracked away by the sword qi, and the Zhu Lao San stepped back in time, but Zhu Lao Er was a step late, and his arm seemed to be tightly wrapped by the sword qi, and he couldn't move.

Zhu Lao Er's eyes looked at him in horror, the sword shadow dispersed, and the seven stars and the sword in his hand were very clear, getting clearer and clearer, until-

There was a soft pop.

The long, gray-white sword pierced his chest.

Like a broken bamboo, Zhu Lao Er let out a half-scream, and then fell to the ground and did not move.

Standing in the rear, Zhu Laosan, who was about to step forward, stepped back in horror.

"Up, up, up—" he screamed, "up together, everyone—"

This woman is too powerful to confront her directly, and the other killers rushed up, and Zhu Laosan hid in the rear, sneaking up from time to time.

But his idea was good, and as he gave the order, there was also the sound of footsteps mixed with shouting outside.

"Right here—"

"Kill—"

"Miss Seven Stars—"

More than a dozen people rushed in, looking at the corpses all over the ground, and then at the woman who was almost invisible surrounded by more than 20 people, and rushed up without hesitation.

Zhu Laosan's face was green, he lost the bamboo boss, and he lost the second bamboo boss, the combat power of the three brothers as one was long gone, and then looked at the killers who kept falling, the sword in his hand was withdrawn, and he turned around and ran.

But as soon as he took a step, his heart ached sharply, and he lowered his head and saw the long sword.

It was probably the first time he had seen the sword clearly.

There is indeed a gray white on its sword, and at this moment, it is soaked in blood, and the gray is looming, as if it is sucking blood, which is weird and terrifying.

It's terrible, with this thought, the long sword was pulled out, and Zhu Laosan fell, and his vision was empty.

Qixing raised her head and looked around, the bamboo boss who was originally standing under the eaves shouting and commanding to kill the east and west was gone, she sniffed the bloody gas diffused in the air, and chased in one direction.

The bamboo boss who lost his hands was not as good as before, but thinking about how he could get rid of the pursuers by relying on the path of the path, as long as he reached another hiding place, no one would be able to find him.

It's just that I didn't expect to climb halfway up the mountain, and there was a sound behind me.

He himself is a killer who is good at chasing and killing, and he can tell when he moves his ears that this is the arrival of the pursuers.

He turned his head, and sure enough, he saw a sword light cutting through the dead branches, and the next moment a figure jumped up.

The forest is dense and the sun is dappled, but the current bamboo boss can recognize the woman with his eyes closed.

The haunting demon!

He knows that he can't escape, he himself is like this, and the person he wants to kill can't escape at all, unless he can come up with enough value to tempt.

Boss Zhu didn't wait for Seven Stars to catch up, stopped and turned around.

"You're a Momen kid—" he screamed, "I have a secret to tell you—"

But as soon as he spoke, a mutation suddenly dawned, and the branches and leaves around him swayed, and a dart as thin as a cicada's wing slid across his neck.

Qixing jumped to the ground, only to see that the bamboo boss's head was cut in half, half crooked, half suddenly bleeding, his mouth opened as if he was going to say something, and his face was full of pain......

Qixing raised his hand and swung his sword, slicing the rest of Boss Zhu's neck and ending his pain.

With the human head on the ground, Seven Stars chased in one direction in the forest.

The branches and leaves swayed, and the mountain wind swept away.

…..

…..

The sound of the wind, the sound of branches and leaves, the chirping of wild birds and mountain beasts, seems to be constant.

Seven or eight people hiding behind a rock halfway up the mountain looked nervous, but they were a little dazed.

"There is another group of people down the mountain, and they are killing even harder." One whispered.

Another whispered, "I think I was more powerful than one person before." ”

The two commented, and looked to the side again: "Master Zhu, let's just look at it like this?" ”

Zhu Chuan, who was leaning against the mountain stone and holding a piece of grass in his mouth, glared at them: "It's not good to look at?" More leisurely. ”

But—

"That's the Ink Disciple and the Killer." One said.

These two are bandits caught by the government.

Zhu Chuan sighed again: "What should the government do has to do with our judges!" ”

Before the others could say something, the person in charge of the guard suddenly shouted, "Someone is coming." ”

The laughing person had a solemn expression, Zhu Chuan also sat up straight, the mountain wind swayed the branches and leaves, and before people could see clearly, a voice came.

"Zhu Chuan."

The female voice is clear, like a birdsong in the forest.

But Zhu Chuan didn't feel happy at all, his body tensed and his face stiffened.

The guards beside him were silent, waiting for his order.

Zhu Chuan remained motionless.

The trees shook, and a figure appeared not far away.

"Zhu Chuan." She shouted again.

What to shout! When he found out, he found out, and he was not surprised, let alone afraid, it was a big deal to fight again.

Zhu Chuan clenched his hands, slowly stood up, looked at the person who came, and let out a voice from his throat: "Hmm." ”

This voice is not imposing, does it seem to be greeting? Zhu Chuan was annoyed in his heart, and felt that the surrounding military satellite lines were condensed on him, and the figure that appeared saw him and did not approach again.

"Take it." She said, throwing her hand up.

What? Zhu Chuan was stunned for a moment, and then saw a light fly over.

Sword!

Algidity!

Murderous!

The aura around him froze, and Zhu Chuan subconsciously held down the weapon.

With a ding, the six-foot sword was embedded in the gap between the rocks in front of him.

The blade swayed and hummed, as if beckoning.